It Started With A Whisper

I have a little bit of news for you guys. I'm going to stop posting as much for an indefinite period of time. To be honest, things haven't been going very well in my life these days. For the last few months, I've felt uninspired to actually get myself to put together a nice outfit. I wish I was able to be one of those people that post all the time and gain popularity, but I guess I'm not up for it. Or at least not right now. I'm just going to thank you for having the patience to keep up with me every week like you have been doing.

To get back to the post, here's an outfit I put together as a symbol of leaving summer vibes behind. I wore my shorts and my tank top for the last time. I don't think it's a sad thing 'cause it leaves place for new types of inspiration during the winter and spring. Anyways, if I don't post before Xmas well; Happy Holidays to you all!

On another note, I would like to add that all my love is going out to all the victims of the shooting in Newton and their family member. I can not imagine how painful it must be to lose your child or a parent.

(Sorry for all the scattered subjects today)

Everybody Talks-Neon Trees

Top: Jacob, but print by B.

Shorts: Vintage

Socks: H&M

Wedges: Forever 21

Scarf: Vintage

Necklace: From G.

You've Got My Eyes

When you turn thirteen (the "official" teen age), adults start telling you how hard and great and life changing adolescence is. At first, you think about it and you might be like: "Pff! What are those drama queens talking about?!" Then with time and a little more age, you realize that thirteen is just a number and that the adolescence adults talk about comes later and more gradually. It might start by crying for no reason and then sometimes it escalates and you start pointlessly hating everyone around you. Only at that moment do you notice that what those adults were talking about was true. Being a teenager is hard and sometimes you wonder how generations before you got through with it. Sometimes, you imagine you are the only one on this bumpy ride, but then you look around you and see that we are all on the same road.

On the other hand, some people don't feel the bumps. I guess they got themselves a real expensive car to not feel those pot holes in the road.

Lost Kitten-Metric

Outfit: Vintage

Socks: From Gaby

Shoes: H&M